“You sold my house.”
“Don’t be dramatic,” Mom said. “It was the sensible thing to do. The property was in your name, yes, but you’d added us as co-owners when you bought it. Remember, you said you wanted our financial expertise in case anything happened to you.”
I remembered.
Four years earlier, when I bought the property, I was new to my position and unsure about some legal complications. I asked my parents for help with the paperwork. They recommended putting themselves down as co-owners for estate-planning purposes.
“You sold my house without asking me,” I said, keeping my voice level.
“We’re asking you to be grateful,” Dad corrected. “We negotiated an excellent deal. After closing costs and our finder’s fee, 20%, which is standard, you’ll net about $2.1 million. We’ll have a check for you by New Year’s.”
“Finder’s fee,” I repeated.
“We did all the work,” Mom explained as if speaking to a child. “Found the buyer, negotiated the terms, handled the closing. That’s worth compensation, Alexis. In the real world, people get paid for their expertise.”
Richard leaned forward, condescension written across his face.
“Honestly, Alexis, you should be thanking them. That property was just sitting there while you gallivant around doing your little consulting work or whatever it is. Your parents turned a stagnant asset into liquid capital.”
“My consulting work?” I said softly.
“Whatever it is,” Natalie said with a shrug. “You’ve never really explained what you do, just that you work with international organizations and travel frequently. It all sounds very vague and, frankly, not particularly lucrative if you’re still driving a 2015 Honda.”
“The house was important to me,” I said.
“Then you should have used it,” Dad said firmly. “Real estate is an investment, not a sentimental indulgence. We maximized your return. You’re welcome.”
I took a slow sip of ordinary grocery-store coffee, nothing like the expensive imported beans my parents preferred, then carefully set down the cup.
“When did you close?” I asked.
“Yesterday,” Mom said brightly. “Christmas Eve. The buyer wanted to close before the end of the year for tax purposes. Very motivated. Paid cash.”
